IIO LIFE OF PROFESSOR HUXLEY chap, vi 



I have really nothing the matter with me now — but my stock 

 of strength is not great, and I can't afford to spend any on 

 dinners. 



The blessedest thing now will be to have done with the 

 nomadic life of the last five months— and see your ugly faces 

 (so like their dear father) again. I believe it will be the best 

 possible tonic for me. 



M has not got rid of her cold yet, but a few warm days 



here will, I hope, set her up. 



I met Lady Whitworth on the esplanade to-day — she is here 

 with Sir Joseph, and this afternoon we went to call on her. The 

 poor old man is very feeble and greatly altered since I saw 

 him last. 



Write here on receiving this. We shall take easy stages 

 home, but I don't know that I shall be able to give you any 

 address. 



-M sends heaps of love to all (including Charles*) — 



Ever your loving father, T. H. Huxley. 



Tell the " Micropholis " man that it is a fossil lizard with an 

 armour of small scales. 



* The cat. 



